For the sake of happiness, Zhang Yan's sword was extremely powerful and he moved forward indomitably.
Any sword skill is not a skill, but a variety of sword dancing techniques.
Even the first move of the Blood Collapse Sword, Blood Rain, is divided into many small moves.
Sword skills are nothing more than the accumulation of various small moves, which transform quantitatively into a shocking sword.
Zhang Yan drew his sword, seemingly attacking Liu Wushuang's face, but in fact, he had already changed his stance before Liu Wushuang made any move.
The sword is the king of a hundred blades and the master of all weapons. It focuses on stabbing, cutting, cutting, and sweeping.
Zhang Yan made a move, and the thorn turned into a sweep.
Unfortunately, Liu Wushuang didn't look at it and gently raised his chopsticks.
The dragonfly touched the water and poked on the right side.
"Well come."
The sharp sword collided head-on with the bamboo chopsticks.
Zhang Yan was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "It's raining blood."
I thought that the Blood Beng Sword could easily cut off Liu Wushuang's bamboo chopsticks.
Unexpectedly, Liu Wushuang also changed his tactics.
The chopsticks slid like a loach in front of the sword blade, and the two of them passed each other.
Liu Wushuang had already put the tip of her chopsticks against Zhang Yan's back.
Zhang Yan was defeated without any suspense.
"Come again."
Unwilling to let the happiness that might come tonight slip away from his fingertips, he picked up the sword and attacked again.
For two hours, Zhang Yan didn't cut off Liu Wushuang's chopsticks, and he didn't even touch the hem of her clothes.
It was approaching daybreak and they were about to return to the city.
Liu Wushuang shook his head: "Isn't this okay?"
Zhang Yan was as tired as a dog, using his sword to support his half-kneeling body.
All around him were small animals whose blood had been sucked clean.
In just two hours, he launched Blood Rain more than ten times, but he was still unable to break through Liu Wushuang's defense.
He was unwilling to give in.
There is nothing to do.
I'm just angry that Liu Wushuang is too powerful.
Zhang Yan heard Liu Wushuang say something incomprehensible and asked in astonishment: "What can't be done?"
Liu Wushuang sighed quietly: "You are too weak, even if I deliberately attack you, you can't attack me.
My sword intention has been integrated into the bone marrow of my body, and the sword moves at will, unable to control myself.
Practicing sword practice with me will not only be of no benefit to you, but will also restrict you.
Perhaps, it's time to find another weaker opponent for you. "
"A weaker opponent?"
Zhang Yan also felt that it was very frustrating to face Liu Wushuang.
The two of them are not at the same level at all. Forcibly training will not benefit him: "But in this remote village of Luotang, where can I find a swordsman who is stronger than me, but not much stronger?"
Liu Wushuang thought carefully, and suddenly, his eyes lit up: "The little young master who always eats you, is he still playing with you recently?"
Zhang Yan didn't know why Liu Wushuang mentioned the male vixen, and couldn't help but frown: "He still comes every day."
"You leave him until tonight, I have my own arrangements."
Liu Wushuang ordered.
Zhang Yan was in a dilemma: "He leaves every afternoon before sunset. It's not easy to keep him until evening."
“Then you betray your appearance.
Anyway, that young master has always been greedy for your body. "
Liu Wushuang's expression was cold, and it was hard to tell whether he was joking or not.
Zhang Yan shook his head desperately: "I'm really not as good as Long Yang, and I'm really not interested in men.
I'm only interested in you. "
Liu Wushuang glared at him: "No matter what method you use, in short, keep him until night."
Zhang Yan pointed to his face aggrievedly: "Then you kiss me to calm my shock, otherwise I will always look at that guy and feel disgusted."
"No kiss."
"Damn it, we've already passed it anyway."
"Don't even think about it."
"Just one bite."
"don't want."
"Then I'll kiss you."
Zhang Yan chuckled.
Liu Wushuang stopped talking.
Zhang Yan's heart beat a few times. Could it be that this was his acquiescence.
He tentatively stepped forward and leaned toward Liu Wushuang's little face.
Liu Wushuang did not hide away or close her eyes.
Just looked at him coldly.
Zhang Yan was heartbroken and immediately engaged in marriage.
After taking this sip, it smells fragrant and hits the small mouth.
Liu Wushuang's lips were also cold, but soft, fleshy, and very comfortable.
The girl didn't make any move and let him kiss her.
Just when Zhang Yan wanted to push forward, Liu Wushuang took a step back.
"I haven't kissed you enough yet."
Zhang Yan recalled that kiss over and over again.
"gone back."
Liu Wushuang took him back to the city.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yan was looking at his calligraphy and painting stall, and as expected, the male vixen appeared when the time came.
The male vixen refused to change his nature and hugged Zhang Yan again and again as soon as he came up.
Zhang Yan got goosebumps all over again.
But with Liu Wushuang's instructions, he didn't resist much.
It was almost night time and the male vixen was going back.
Zhang Yan stopped him by shouting: "The young master often comes to play with me these days, to relieve his boredom with me.
How about staying and having dinner together today? "
"No, no, no."
The male vixen hesitated for a moment.
It is struggling internally.
I come to Zhang Yan every day to get close to him, but Zhang Yan doesn't show any pretense, so he can't get her.
Today I suddenly want to have dinner with myself, although it is a good opportunity.
But if you meet that woman, it will be a troublesome matter.
Seeing that it was about to leave, Zhang Yan hurriedly said: "I just killed a live chicken at home. It tastes good. Don't you want to taste it with me, young master?"
"Live chicken?"
The male vixen licked his lips greedily, but shook his head: "I have something else to do tonight..."
"My mother went out today and is not at home.
I am the only one at home. "
Zhang Yan changed his mind and decided to sell it to the end.
Sure enough, the male vixen really took the bait.
There was a strange lustful light in its eyes, just like Zhang Yan had a bug on his head when he saw Liu Wushuang.
"Since Mr. Zhang's kindness is hard to refuse, I will stay."
The male vixen looked at Zhang Yan and secretly wiped his hair.
"In this day and age, even foxes are extremely passionate.
Something. "
Zhang Yan cursed secretly, feeling so disgusted that he almost vomited it out.
In the morning, he told Mother Gu to prepare wine and food, and then went to Liu Wushuang's house across the street to sit there until Haishi and then come back.
Entering the main room, I saw hot food and wine.
The male vixen happily ate and drank with Zhang Yan, becoming more and more enthusiastic as he ate.
His hands and feet are not honest either.
He raised and lowered his hands towards Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan endured it, endured it, almost couldn't bear it anymore.
After they had had enough wine and food, the bastard kept pushing further and pulled Zhang Yan into the bedroom.
Take off your clothes and take off your clothes all the way.
Zhang Yan was going crazy.
This male vixen is planning to act crazy and behave like a fool, and do whatever he does drunkenly.
Liu Wushuang, Liu Wushuang, if you don't show up, your husband's innocence will be destroyed.
Just then the male vixen dragged Zhang Yan to the bed and prepared to pluck Zhang Yan naked.
And Zhang Yan also hesitated whether to resist.
Suddenly a burst of sword energy struck.
Go straight to the male vixen's throat.
"Damn it, that stinky woman is here."
The male vixen suddenly woke up from the alcohol, and his head also sobered up.
There was no time to grab the clothes, so he ran out naked.
Just listen to a clang.
A flash of surprise flashed through.
A sword appeared next to the male vixen's head.
The sword shone with a sharp light, and as long as the male vixen made the slightest move, it would chop off its head.
Liu Wushuang had a cold face, holding a sword in his hand, and he didn't know where it came from.
The male vixen's face was ashen, and his sharp voice was not something that human vocal cords could produce: "It's you, a stinky woman, who ruined my good deeds again."
Then he looked at Zhang Yan: "Zhang, you are trying to trick me!"
